Chapter 1

Hey guys! This is traditional book version Vampire Diaries, only with my own personal twist! Elena is a singer/ songwriter who will be particularly inspired by the dashing Salvatore Brothers! The story will deviate from the books quite a bit, so no spoilers! Well, hopefully this will grow into a full-fledged story soon! I'll try to post a few more chapters within the next week.. I am a college student taking summer classes, so don't be too hard on me if I don't update regularly! I hope you all like the story. Make sure to review! Let me know what I need to work on and what songs you would like to see in the story!

Disclaimer: I do not own the Vampire Diaries books, TV show, or the songs of Panic! At the Disco, no matter how much I wish I did!

(Oh! And the songs in this chapter are "Northern Downpour" and "When the Day met the Night" by Panic! At the Disco.)

Elena bolted up out of her bed. She had been startled by a sound outside her window. She groggily stumbled over to the curtained glass and looked out. Elena frowned. She could have sworn that she had opened the window before she went to bed. "Maybe Aunt Judith closed it," she reasoned. Upon seeing nothing strange outside her window, Elena grumpily drug her feet back to her bed.

"Elena, are you up? It's time to get ready for school." Aunt Judith called from the hallway. Elena grumbled. She had gone to bed relatively early, and should have been well rested. However, she had tossed and turned all night.

Elena staggered into the bathroom to take a shower. The scalding water massaged her back, helping her to wake up fully. She emerged from the shower "bright-eyed and bushy-tailed" as her Aunt would say. She bustled around her bedroom, getting ready for her last first day at school.

She sped through her morning routine in record time, and still had an hour before she needed to start walking towards the school. Elena skipped downstairs and into the kitchen, grabbing a muffin and a glass of juice and speeding back up to her room. She plopped down on the bench in front of the upright piano that sat in the corner of her very spacious room. Elena lived for the moments she could spend writing songs and playing her piano. Her mother had given her the piano on her eighth birthday and had taught her how to play it. Elena had made a point to practice at least twice a day since her parents had died. Her mother had always loved to hear her play. Singing was just something she picked up along the way.

Elena stroked the familiar ivory keys and began to play her favorite song.

If all our life is but a dream, Fantastic posing greed

Then we should feed our jewelry to the sea

For diamonds do appear to be

Just like broken glass to me

And then she said she can't believe

Genius only comes along in storms of fabled foreign tongues

Tripping eyes and flooded lungs

Northern downpour sends its love

Hey moon, please forget to fall down.

Hey moon, don't you go down

Sugarcane in the easy mornin'

Weathervanes my one and lonely

The ink is running toward the page

It's chasing off the days

Look back at both feet and that winding knee

I missed your skin when you were east

You clicked your heels and wished for me

Through playful lips made of yarn, that fragile Capricorn

Unraveled words like moths upon old scarves

I know the world's a broken bone

But melt your headaches, call it home

Hey moon, please forget to fall down.

Hey moon, don't you go down

Sugarcane in the easy mornin'

Weathervanes my one and lonely

Sugarcane in the easy morning

(You are at the top of my lungs)

Weathervanes my one and lonely

(Drawn to the ones who never yawn)

Clapping came from the doorway. Elena turned to see Aunt Judith and Margaret beaming at her. "That was great, 'Lena!" Margaret lisped. Aunt Judith laughed and nodded, "It was. It's been a while since I've heard that one. How about one more before you go to school?"

Elena blushed. "Umm, all right. This one's new. You'll like it, Margaret. It's called, "When the Day Met the Night".

When the moon fell in love with the sun
All was golden in the sky
All was golden when the day met the night

When the sun found the moon
She was drinking tea in a garden
Under the green umbrella trees
In the middle of summer

When the moon found the sun
He looked like he was barely hanging on
But her eyes saved his life
In the middle of summer (summer)

In the middle of summer
All was golden in the sky
All was golden when the day met the night
Summer (summer)
All was golden in the sky
All was golden when the day met the night
Summer, summer, summer, summer
All was golden when the day met the night

So he said, "Would it be all right
If we just sat and talked for a little while
If in exchange for your time
I give you this smile?"

So she said, "That's okay
As long as you can make a promise
not to break my little heart
or leave me all alone in the summer."

Well he was just hanging around
Then he fell in love
And he didn't know how
But he couldn't get out
Just hanging around
Then he fell in love

In the middle of summer
All was golden in the sky
All was golden when the day met the night
Summer
All was golden in the sky
All was golden when the day met the night
Summer, summer, summer, summer
When the moon fell in love with the sun
All was golden in the sky
All was golden when the day met the night

Summer, summer, summer, summer
In the middle of summer, summer, summer, summer
the middle of summer, summer, summer, summer
the middle of summer, summer, summer, summer
In the middle of..

Elena's audience clapped again. "Was that weally how it happened, 'Lena?" Margaret asked. Elena and Aunt Judith laughed. "I don't know, Margaret. But it's a nice story isn't it?" Elena said. "Yep!" Margaret popped the 'P' and skipped out of the room happily. Elena smiled.

"Alright, time for school," Aunt Judith practically skipped from the room, too. Elena grabbed her book bag and an apple as she exited the house. Elena hadn't always walked to school, but she had started recently, mostly because it was only a ten minute walk.

It was a rather beautiful day, Elena noticed. She took her time on the walk to school. About half way there, she stopped suddenly. She had that tingling feeling up her spine that told her someone was watching her. She glanced around the neighborhood and dismissed the feeling as pre-Senior year jitters.

Elena arrived at the school as chipper as she had left the house. Most of the student body was gathered in front of the doors to the school, waiting for the bell to ring. Elena saw her best friends, Bonnie and Meredith, and walked over to stand with them. "Bonnie! Meredith! I've missed you," she laughed. Both of the girls laughed and agreed with her as they formed into a group hug. Another girl sauntered up, Caroline. Caroline was a past friend of Elena's and enjoyed trying to one-up Elena at every given moment. Elena had long since tried to reconcile with her, but Caroline would not forgive her.

"Well if it isn't Princess Elena, back from Paris," Caroline sneered nasally.

"Hey, Caroline," Elena said nervously. She didn't like the tone of Caroline's voice. The girl was almost always up to something, and it couldn't be good.

Just as Caroline was about to make another hateful remark, a red Ferrari squealed into the parking lot. "Who the heck is that?" Bonnie remarked excitedly. Elena shrugged as they all waited for the unknown driver to step out of the expensive car. The door opened and a young man gracefully emerged from the car. His black hair and eyes and his Roman features could have been seen from a mile away. Elena's breath sucked in, along with every other girls' in the parking lot. He was undeniably handsome. "He's possibly the most handsome boy I've ever seen!" Bonnie whispered loudly.

"Not a boy, a man," Elena remarked in a tone which could only be construed as awe. The young man prowled towards Elena's group suggestively. "He looks like trouble, Elena," Meredith warned, always the cautious one. Caroline pulled her top down so that way too much cleavage was showing. She butted in front of the other three girls, putting her directly in line in front of the handsome young man.

"Hi, I'm Caroline. Are you new? What's your name? Where are you from? What year are you?" Caroline peppered the guy with questions in her ugly, nasally voice. The guy made a face and pushed past Caroline, stopping in front of Elena. Caroline growled and stomped off, looking somewhat like an angry rhinoceros.

The guy smiled handsomely. "Hello. I'm Damon. And you are?" he said in a slightly European accented voice. He finished the statement by swooping down to kiss Elena's hand. Elena gasped, his gesture has surprised her.

"Uh… I'm… Uh…. I'm Elena Gilbert," she stuttered. Bonnie and Meredith gawked at her. Elena was never one to stutter, even around cute guys.

"Elena," Damon drew out her name as if tasting a fine wine. "What a fitting name. Elena is another version of Helen, as in Helen of Troy. It's very appropriate." He smiled again, making Elena lose her breath all over again. The bell rang at that exact moment, calling all students inside and to their classrooms. Elena turned back to where Damon was standing, but he was gone.

Thanks for reading, guys! I'll try to have more chapters up very, very soon! Let me know what you think and what I can do to make the story better! Suggestions about what you would like to happen are always welcomed! I love fresh ideas!